Take it all away

you have hollow bones dear one
Who am I to cage you?
you were there before me and would flourish after my death
swimmer you are in beggars tears
Oh the lucky beggar,
for he has his ocean of tears

I don't have that
Dried eyeballs scrape against my eye lids
your ashes never let me close them
devastated eyes
these are red eyes with brutally sheared nerve ends

Every word I wrote had you you knew well,
how to cage those words in your blossom
Now that you are free,
so are my caged words
 I toss my metaphors up and they bid me good bye
they were yours from their birth

Why did you never took me with you?
why did you feed me my meals?
when all you had was the last crystal of sugar?

Moksha

Often wondered what my motivation was
this infinite surge of power I get
when I think of our revolution

I believed
a relation has a beginning and end
relation with my kids
and a relation with her
a relation with everyone
alive and dead

fragrances of these relations
form noises of my Eudaimonia
resonate with static of peace
is this what they call
the meaning of life?

an unknown theory
and these equations of unknowns
form three neon signs
one sign for one axis
I can define everything!
is this moksha?

a fight with mortal values
ends with a violet sunrise.
free and unadulterated
pure and undiluted
beyond these lifeless relations
there's virgin purity

this has to be
sweetest of all fragrances
from a contemporary atmosphere
filling my mental labrynthe of voids
with unknown dense fumes

beyond life, there is mortality
beyond mortality , there is moksha.

beacon

(This poetry is a work of my beloved friend Mithun Mohan, he is a true gem and a great poet! I thank him for allowing me to share this piece of art with u all)

A son's ode to his father,

like thousands before,

yet so different.

He's mine, not your.





My first day of life ,

the world felt strange.

But i didnt wait long,

I found a cradle in my daddy's arms.





The world was a sea ,

I was washed away.

A wind swept me back ashore,

Planted me on the ground.

From far away he winked at me, and said,

dont worry kid, ur pa will be around.



Time flew by,

The world asked me,

whos the greatest of them all?

Istood up ,and I stood up tall ,

It's my dad, I said.

Who else can it be?



I grew up, My Dad by my side,

The world had ambitions,

MY DAD was all I ever wanted to be.





The world was up in storms,

Agian I felt lost,

I saw a beacon and the road ahead.

His eyes were shining bright,

All I had to do was look.





I kept wandering, floating along,

when I felt lost,I looked back,

and the beacon smiled .

Reassured, I kept trodding on.





One day i looked back,

I saw the beacon dimming.

for the first time in my life,

I was scared..

I broke down, it was my only ray of hope.

I ran upto it.he smiled and said.

Just a fog kid, I'm still goin strong,

I'll be with ya all along.

Trapped

(I wish to dedicate this poem of mine to my elders who are fighting for good in Iran)

Razor sharp chills of the coldest night
I gaze at crescent behind the bars
Can air possess a murderous intent?
Whipped and molested by the cold rain drops
Again and again
A lip gloss of blood
And you said rains are pure?

I miss my lovely daughter, my husband
I miss you all
Oh Daddy! u once gave me a woolen jacket
To stay warm n cozy
I had mommy’s creams in my kitty house
And then u taught me poetry
I too recited it, flawlessly
With my chirping nine year old lips

Can you find me that tattered jacket?
Daddy, it’s really too cold here!

Oh n your poetry, Daddy
Please recite me a lullaby

I still don’t know what went wrong
For I don’t care
But I learned to fight a regime
Which should have never existed
Often wiped tears of the frown
Healed them with my feminine ointment
In the midst of a cunning abyss

Abyss awakened!
With its whips and canes it broke my back
Behind these cold ferrite bars
They caged my tender tissues
Isolated me from my rights
Threw me away from society

I breathe an air of sorrow
Its not comforting!
But at least it’s honest
For it can’t hide the cries of my tortured friends

A flickering bulb of a stupid jail
Intermittently tries to give a ray of hope
Cold walls
Empty stomach
No food from weeks
No lollypops

But I won’t cry
For I know I have a daddy
Who wants me to eat more
Be happy and dance
Who will buy me a new jacket

Hearts trapped in black robes
Need my care
Kids, need my lap

Here I am, all soaked
Waiting to get out, endlessly
Yes, this regime will break!
Rains will end with spring

At least once

This cant be the year of the atheist
For I long a dope
Enchanting violet forms of chloroform
Violet shades of sadness and sky scrapping irritation
Can I dope?
At least once can I allow my soul to believe what I hate the most?

A holiday in pseudo tranquility
An aching head on the shoulder of the one
No matter how imaginary he is, can I?
Truth comes with its price
For there is no morning kiss
It slaps your face and dissolves your dreams

My arms are tired bearing this torch
I have its fuel, but no extra arms
It hurts my elbow, my tiny tender elbow
Allow me today to keep this aside, for just these 5 minutes

Physical limits of an unbound soul
Rational facets of unknown emotions
Unheard voices, which never existed,
Can I try to hear them?
Allow me to play like a duck,
And swim in this magma
and pretend getting chills

I need something to put my burden on
How can this small brain bear all this burden
No matter how true the truth is
I ask for my dope
I am a criminal now!
For I have hurt my own ego
But at least once can’t I hurt it?
I promise tomorrow I shall be an atheist again
I promise I won’t ask for rest
But let this brother of your rest
At least today

Bonsai

Straight lines form circles
Merged circles form spirals
Trapped and handcuffed, coiled
Twisted cocaine stained distress
Honeycomb rooms confuse him
Frustrations are grenades
They burst captive veins
Ache, fury, rant and rave
Capture a puzzled 6 year old adult

Last autumns dead leafs,
Piled up on a newborn sapling
And swallowed his share of light, air and water
Trampled under elephant’s feet’s, the sapling lost its first leaf
Smothered sapling longs light
And tries hard to peep

Timeless Illusions
“I cant allow dragons to swallow my sun”
“Nor shall I stay here and witness my nights getting darker”
The not-so-sane-kid becomes a ninja
An insane ninja,
Forecloses his existence

Doesn’t all this look serene,
From his proud mothers eyes?
Dark circled eyes shed tears of hope
A widow finds her new shore
For her son can walk now
For he is free
Uncoiled, untangled

Limping towards his share of light
He looks at his mother

A feminine heart knows his pains
It signals her eyes to shed few last drops
And drench this sapling
Soak him with her affection
“My son can walk now”
“he is not crazed!”

Happy souls

Emotions speak after midnight
Passions trapped in mosquito net
Two of us, one you and one little me
May our shadows merge in darkest hours

United souls in a trance world
lub-lub, one after other
two merry hearts,
beating together
and does warmth find its way on it own?
Or is it guided by the music of beating hearts?
Legs shouldn’t have bones
Knees are not needed
Seamlessly floating bodies
Find a new shore

awake and toxicated
two explorers in native lands
a strange exploration begins
alive and muddled
new flowers, new mountains
a new ocean for our new land

warm hands caress someone’s hairs
yet they tingle scalp, naughty they are!
Lips move without speaking a single word
they cant bear silence,
effortlessly they move
and mock pink shoulders
white teeth hide behind them
and witness this new indulgence

an unmapped feature of this strange globe
an oasis with coconut trees
oh society!
nomads know these routes!

You smile gently and look away
And I dig my eyes on your offset eyes
Souls closely bounded
changed positions cant take them apart
Lust is fun

Grow my children, grow!

My saffron My greens
My dreams, my passions
My greens my saffrons
I took them for a royal ride
To show them a world unseen
I had the rudder
Saffron’s did the sails
And greens mended my deck
Innocent were the saffron
Cute were my greens

Laughing at every jibe
Hands Patting backs
Hands holding backs
air filled with milkyness
Sweeter, tendered saffron mystifying atmosphere
And my greens, flourished with my saffron
Played a symphony of cuteness,

My little greeny leaf once woke me up
Took me on the deck
And we screamed along
Spring it is! It is spring!
And together we saw,
His majesty rising
Party it is!
And treat it was!

In the middle of the ocean
We were together

Before I could say another word
My greens turned grey
My saffarons spit fires
and winds did betray us
Crack! Shattering my deck, My mast came down,
Where do kids learn to fight?

Ribs broken
Corpses everywhere
Brothers killed brothers
Loved ambushed loved

Sky is no more blue!
No! its not green!
No! its not red!
Its black, shaded and tattered
Breeze sang Satan’s hymns

I watched my saffarons die
I saw my greens dying
Enough! That’s enough!
Don’t you dare fight!

But who hears this monk?
Nobody!
My little green was weeping
My newborn saffaron needed me
I took my two babies
Green in one
saffaron in other
dived in the ocean

to hell with your ship! To hell with you all!
And I swam a hundred miles
Reached this island

kids are best left with outsiders
and we are outsiders
refugees, who run away from pain, from sufferings,
from tears and from blood.

So here I stand, right on this rock
With my scratched fingernails
And laughing face
All alone, watching them rise again.

Grow my children grow!

cinderella girl

glossy lips,rossy cheeks,tiny eyes
madness it was
when you walked past me
back then, I could smell a thousand orchids
plunging my nose in your fragrances
I stood, mesmerized
was it heaven?

you must have heard my sealed lips singing
my heart dancing on your fingernails
flowers bloomed in a hairy chest
made my lifeless lip smile

swift you were
when you were leaving
was it humor?
for I laughed before I could realize
that dried tears could leave a a salty trail

calling it a day
heartbeats went numb
for they needed rest
for mending a heart where they belonged
for doped heartbeat can never comfort ones soul

Pilgrimage of an Atheist

They tossed an atheist
In the fire of theists
Broke his legs and made him kneel
He bowed, He Knelt

With his broken back
with tears in his eyes
he asked
where is god? where is god?

They slammed his face
on their deity's legs
he asked again, where is god?
and yes, his nose was bleeding

You are a non believer, you! Damn You!
said them all, echoing were the voices
and deafening was their noise

Thats what I am, He smiled,
and screamed
in your ocean of sanity I am the wild!
slit my wrists and hammer my bones!
make my veins bleed and dry up
let this bloodshed of mine make you merry
for, this universe needs humans
more than it needs your deity

He raised his bloody arms and cried
"I have traveled this universe many time,
with my imagination and my metaphors
found countless inspirations"
"and when fear burns my heart I remember them all"

Why should I believe a forced thought?
can I not be what I always was?
My mothers child, lover of this world, Thats all I ever was.
should I bow down for something ever
which is not even close to fragments of my imagination?
said he

and he bleed and bleed and bleed
and he cried and cried and cried
soon his voices were diluted
and everything he was, was lost.
his body, shattered
his arms, broken
his hope, hammered
and his life, gone, forever